The Love show was amazing. I can’t really explain it…it’s just like you’re sucked into this world of elaborately constructed psychedelia for two hours, with people and colors and sound all around you. And the MUSIC…I was blown away. George Martin is a god. The soundtrack is like a whole new Beatles album; songs are combined and remixed and they sound incredible. I love not knowing what comes next, and the way he pieced everything together blows my mind.
In terms of Cirque du Soleil and the entire production, the acrobatics were CRAZY. There was so much to watch that I can’t have possibly seen it all, and still wouldn’t even if I went back and saw the show a hundred more times. Right down to the props and lighting, EVERYTHING was so detailed. It was incredible.
The pictures in this post are from the Beatles Love website…they kind of give you an idea of what it was like, though nothing compares to actually being there.
Lately I’ve found myself in awe of how perfectly the Beatles’ music can represent an entire decade, an entire generation, and everything that came after it. Sometimes I have a hard time distinguishing whether the 60s shaped the music of the Beatles or if it was really the other way around. Out of all my favorite artists and idols, I can’t think of a single one who wasn’t influenced by them.
At the end, the screens came back down and played a little montage of Beatles pictures. The whole show had this ethereal, larger-than-life kind of feel to it, and then to see the familiar pictures of the Beatles at the end and realize that these four guys were responsible for it all, it was pretty crazy. What I think – and what was pretty much epitomized by the Love show – is that the Beatles’ music is an experience. It is experiencing the 60s – from innocence to experimentation to revolution, and everything in between. For someone who never got to live it, it’s probably the closest I can come to knowing what that time was like. I guess all I’m trying to say is I’m glad these guys came along and wrote some songs together; I’d be awfully empty without them.